Chapter 52: Three Suspects

The first impression of the men in the three photos is that they are all polite and polite men, all wearing glasses.

"I've seen a professor in a physics department with this person, Shen Kai." Mo Zishu looked at the photo, frowned and said, sure that the person in the first photo was the one she had seen.

"It's not going to be your friend again." Jing Chen'an smiled bitterly, he now felt that this girl's circle of friends was too extensive.

"The other two people can just investigate it, and focus on this Shen Kai." Mo Zishu shook her head and continued.

Shen Kai saw him a year ago in the central hospital of Huicheng, she was a volunteer in the hospital at that time, she remembered that at that time it was their school that organized teachers to go to the mountains to build a team, but they encountered a mudslide, fortunately there were not too many casualties at that time, Shen Kai was a left hand was broken, the situation was more urgent and needed a small operation, but because the school was in a hurry to go back, Shen Kai took the initiative to say that it was enough for him to come back by then, and let the school go first, and then one or two female teachers said to stay and take care of Shen Kai, and he was also driven away.

Later, Shen Kai's operation was over, and he was very emotionally unstable during the recuperation stage of the ward, irritable and irritable, smashed many things in the ward, and even attacked the nurses who took care of him, especially the female nurses, she also went to change the medicine for Shen Kai when she was a volunteer, but Shen Kai was in a state of silence at that time, he didn't know what he had done before, and saw that there was no irritable look in her eyes, and then she investigated Shen Kai's file and medical records, and there was indeed a little mania, and, Especially after looking at his emotional experience, as well as everything he experienced in his original family combined with psychological analysis, Mo Zishu was a little suspicious of Shen Kai's schizotypal personality disorder at that time, and Shen Kai's father had a medical record in this regard in his early years.

"Why?" Jing Chenan was puzzled

"I will personally perform an autopsy in a while, and you will know when the time comes, and by the way, investigate Shen Kai's emotional history." Mo Zishu wrapped the last loop of gauze around her hand and the bandaging was completed.

"Okay." Jing Chen'an put away the other photos, but Shen Kai's photos were still on the table, and he was not surprised that Mo Zishu said that he wanted to re-examine the body, because when he helped him deal with the case before, Mo Zishu had also re-examined the autopsy.

"What do you think of today's situation?" Jing Chenan is talking about what happened to that girl.

"Lan Yan may not be sentenced in the end." Mo Zishu thought for a moment, she recalled that when she saw Lan Yan today, her eyes were full of feelings that were too paranoid about Lan Heng.

"What do you mean?" Jing Chenan didn't understand.

"Lan Yan's mental state is in a sick state, she has a half-brother Lan Heng, she loves her brother, and has even reached a state of fantasy." Mo Zishu analyzed, why was that girl targeted by Lan Yan, and she was not even the only one, although her time in school was short, she still heard about Lan Yan's incident, and generally Lan Yan's sister was overly infatuated with Lan Heng's brother, even if the girl accidentally approached Lan Heng, Lan Yan would immediately let someone warn the girl, if Lan Heng took the initiative to talk to other girls, Lan Yan would beat or warn the girl in private.

All the phenomena show that Lan Yan has a serious brother-lover complex, and she can't be satisfied with her own conjectures, and the approach to other people of the opposite sex is all regarded by her as approaching Lan Heng with a purpose, and she subconsciously classifies Lan Heng as her personal subordination.

"I'll make a call." Jing Chen'an understood a lot when he heard Mo Zishu say this, and got up to call Yan Heng.

At this moment, Yan Heng, Yan Haikuan and Dong Qingyun were sitting silently in the office.

After Yan Heng, who received the call, listened to everything Jing Chen'an said, he immediately asked people to start investigating whether Lan Yan had any medical records in the psychiatric department.

"Dad, Miss Mo suspects that Lan Yan suffers from a mental illness like fantasy disorder." Yan Heng said solemnly, if this is the case, then I am afraid that this matter will not be able to give a good explanation to the victim's family.

"Hey." Yan Haikuan sighed and didn't know what to say, but he was still talking about other things in his heart, when the vice principal briefly told him about it, and didn't say anything else, it was simply too much.

"Teacher Dong, you are responsible for contacting the victim's parents." Yan Haikuan said to Dong Qingyun.

Dong Qingyun nodded silently, got up and went outside the office.

"Let's talk about it, what Zishu is doing here." There are only two people left in the office, Yan Haikuan and Yan Heng.

Yan Heng's face was pale and he didn't know what to say, but it was this hesitant look that made Yan Haikuan more and more suspicious.

"Say." Yan Haikuan saw that Yan Heng still wanted to hide it, so he knew that Mo Zishu had told him that he couldn't tell him.

"Investigate the case." Yan Heng is still afraid of his father, especially when he has a tiger face.

"Okay, you stinky girl, and you're hiding from us to do bad things." Yan Haikuan slapped his palm on the coffee table, and Yan Heng, who had a loud voice, trembled and was silent.

Dong Qingyun asked the police officer where the rooftop was, and suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette to relieve the dullness in his heart.

When he came to the rooftop, the wind was much faster than before he came in, and he also had a middle school teacher qualification certificate on him, and suddenly he tore it off and smashed it on the ground, wanting to lift his foot and step on it, but he was reluctant.

Sitting on the ground with his phone hesitating, the string of numbers was so dazzling, the cigarette was burning in his fingertips, and the melancholy was creeping up between his brows, the first time he was so failed as a teacher.

"Hey, that one?" The phone was connected, and the voice came with a deep sense of exhaustion and sadness.

What Dong Qingyun wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and the next moment he hung up the phone and covered his face with his hands, and at that moment he was blinded by the wind.

The phone went through again, and Dong Qingyun adjusted his emotions, "Hello, are you Li Yuqing's mother?" Saying the words Li Yuqing, Dong Qingyun noticed that his tone was trembling.

"What do you want to do, what do you want us to do." The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became sharp, as if the person who spoke was a heinous person.

"I am the homeroom teacher of the seventh class of the third year of high school, and I want to inform you about your daughter Li Yuqing." Before Dong Qingyun finished speaking, the phone was hung up, and he vaguely heard Li Yuqing's mother's sobbing.

However, it didn't take long for the phone to call, "Mr. Dong, I am Li Yuqing's father, may I ask you what you are looking for us." The man's voice sounded haggard, with an inexcruciable sadness.

Dong Qingyun's eyes turned red again when he looked at the sky, and he said: "Uncle, hello, regarding the incident of classmate Li Yuqing, the school and the police will re-handle it, I hope you can come to the police station when you are free." ”

The other end of the phone didn't speak for a long time, Dong Qingyun could only hear the sound of rapid breathing, as if he was enduring something, and then after a long time, the man spoke, "What else do you need to deal with, my daughter is dead, let her rest in peace." ”

"Uncle, there is one thing we still want you to understand as parents, maybe this will bring you a heavy blow again, but we will give her a clean slate." Dong Qingyun felt so depressed that he couldn't breathe when he thought of the content in the video, and he couldn't even imagine that it was his student who had such a vicious mind and did such a thing.

"What innocence, when my daughter was scolded, when she was slandered, where were you teachers, what are you principals doing, conniving at your students to splash dirty water, get out, get out." The phone was turned on on speakerphone, and what Dong Qingyun said was heard by Li Yuqing's mother, and the woman's roaring voice hit Dong Qingyun's body again and again like thunder, and there was crying, so helpless, so sad for his daughter.

"Teacher Dong, I will come back to the police station tomorrow, I hope you will forgive my wife, because her mental condition has not been very good since Yuqing's death." The man picked up the phone again, and his tone was apologetic.

"It's fine." Dong Qingyun threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, looked at the teacher's qualification certificate on the ground, and picked it up hesitantly.

The phone hung up for a long time, and Dong Qingyun stood on the rooftop for half an hour.

"Qingyun, here." Yan Haikuan finally found Dong Qingyun on the rooftop, and saw him standing there motionless with a decadent face, knowing that he was also uncomfortable.

"Uncle Yan." At this moment, there are no teachers and principals, only elders and juniors.

"You'll come to our school for an internship after graduation." Yan Haikuan looked at the teacher qualification certificate in Dong Qingyun's hand, there was still dust on it, and he was relieved.

"Hmm." Dong Qingyun nodded.

"Now that you've been a teacher for a few years, I remember you'll be thirty soon." Yan Haikuan, like Dong Qingyun, looked into the distance, a distance with no end.

"I interned at the age of 21, and I turned positive in the second half of the year, and it has been eight years now." Dong Qingyun didn't know that he had been a teacher for so long, and his young years had been dedicated to the profession of teacher.

"I still remember it so clearly, I can't even remember when I made up my mind to become a teacher." Yan Haikuan smiled, and the wrinkles on his face piled up slightly.

"Hmm." Dong Qingyun replied lightly.

"Qingyun, as teachers, we and parents have the same expectations for children, there will be a lot of accidents in life, no one can be sure that the next moment will be as we expected, good children and bad children are right and wrong only in a thought, this is not all your responsibility, and don't let this matter kill your love for the profession of teachers." Yan Haikuan said slowly, his tone was neither light nor heavy, not hurried, and the wind drove into Dong Qingyun's heart.

"What a surprise I was when I became a teacher, not only because I had a teaching certificate, but I could finally achieve the great thing of teaching and educating people, and then the first batch of students successfully graduated in my hands, at that moment my heart was complicated and happy, the profession of teacher is really tired, but who is not persevering with the original intention, when the children learn to succeed is the best reward for themselves, I tell you, Qingyun, I am almost sixty years old now, And my earliest students are now in their forties and close to fifty years old, and when we meet again, it is really a thing, but the moment I heard him call me teacher, it was like going back to the first time I was a teacher, and he stood up and called me teacher, and I was very emotional. Yan Haikuan said with a smile, with a little relief in his tone.

"I see, Uncle Yan." Dong Qingyun was taken to the first time he stepped into No. 1 Middle School with Yan Haikuan's words, at that time he was not as cheeky and shy as he is now, and he would be at a loss in the face of some emergencies between students, but when he received the blessings and gifts given to him by students, his mood could not be described as moving.

You can't stop moving forward because of something else, and if you don't try to keep going, how can you not think that a rainbow is waiting for you behind you.